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Something was wrong. Beside her, Darcy inhaled sharply.

As the bodies piled on top of the magnet, the mechanism wasn’t strong enough to snatch more.

And the figures kept coming.

“Darcy, your turn,” Kiara said, a hint of panic in her voice.

There were so many of them.

In the main corridor, Deryg kept growling. The biting sound grounded Kiara.

He was here. He was fighting.

So was she.

Darcy’s tablet shook in her hands. “Universe, please, let this work.”

Please, please, please, please, Kiara chanted in her own head.

Darcy had so little time to set the jamming system up. Yeah, she used the one Alien Inc. already had and changed a small part of the code, but it was all a guessing game.

With the heart the size of a flea, Kiara waited for Darcy to input whatever password she needed to.

No buzzing sound erupted in the room this time.

No lasers, no toppling bodies.

The figures kept coming.

Shit, shit, shit.

It hadn’t worked.

But they had a plan B.

Just as Kiara was about to give Carol the go ahead, the figures froze.

Then they began to jerk.

Their heads rolled.

The guns dropped from their hands.

“This…wasn’t supposed to happen,” Darcy said.

No. They’d just wanted to jam their communication system.

Why were they convulsing?

The air smelled acrid, like burning plastic. A whizzing noise came from the figures.

“This isn’t right,” Kiara said.

“Humans don’t move like that.” Carol smacked her lips.

No.

They didn’t.